<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=401066" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On A Sunday In 1997</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where two or more are gathered…<br> -can't sit still<br>Greetings and embrace, they assemble all together<br>Spiritually seeking, seeming so happy…<br> -feel so empty<br>Behold the brethren's holy gaze<br> -can't feel their grace<br>Share the same wisdom and understanding<br> -so many questions <br>Stand, shake hands to the left, to the right, sit, face forward and smile<br> -I'm screaming inside<br>We begin. He speaks with such authority of all that is holy…<br> -my ears, they fail me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I get my needs met from the Lord'<br> feel so empty<br>'I am okay in Jesus'<br> feel so strange<br>'I am more than a conqueror'<br> feel so afraid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Preach unto me the light and the truth<br>Bless me with understanding that I might shine like all of you<br> barely at a crawl, but fear it won't be long…<br> Before these seams come undone<br> To mark my fall - backslidden, and gone<br>If I let them see<br>The who I am inside of me<br>The unraveling<br>The sinking…<br>Would they remain? <br> I've stopped asking…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I get my needs met from the Lord'<br> not really<br>'I'm filled with the Holy Spirit'<br> my strength has left me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take me home…tonight<br>that I might awaken to Your light<br>I don't like the who that I am inside of me, <br>don't know that I can walk through <br>another day <br>this way </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I rest my hope in Jesus'<br> feel so helpless<br>'I am sufficient in Him'<br> I have nothing and nothing do I have to give<br>'I'm filled with joy everlasting'<br> My heart won't stop breaking<br>'I'm alive in the Lord'<br> I wish I didn't exist<br>'I'm full of grace'<br> <br>I fear the slaughter of my soul</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=God+Diaries">God Diaries</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=401066" data-title="On A Sunday In 1997 de God Diaries" data-description="Where two or more are gathered… -can't sit still Greetings and embrace, they assemble all together Spiritually seeking, seeming so happy… -feel so empty Behold the brethren's holy gaze -can't feel their grace Share the same wisdom and unde..."></div> </div> </div>

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